Biografia:
The Wooden Sky is a Canadian indie rock band based in Toronto, Ontario, that formed in 2003 as Friday Morning's Regret, but changed their name in 2007. They trace their roots back through the winter of 2003, when with a collection of songs under his arm, Gavin Gardiner began to seek out musical collaborators to help bring his sketches out from the bedroom and onto the stage. It was soon after the first snow fall that Andrew Wyatt and Chris Cocca joined Gardiner and began to flush out ideas that would become their first EP.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
verse 1
C
I wake up you're getting old
I've been dreaming about mountains
And you've been dreaming about gold
F
And if I ever make it home, oh if I ever make it home
C
My key won't open the door
Well I've been thinking about selling off every shirt I own
F
To stand naked out here in the cold
Just trying to make it out on my own
chorus
C
Well oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C - C - Am - Am - C - C - Am - Am
verse 2
C
Well a pretty girl said to me,
"You've got to take all the little pieces and
Put them in one big box
F
And just throw away the key
And don't you ever show it to me"
C
Said I've made that mistake before
And came home to find my life just spilled out on the floor
F
She said she was trying to make some room for more, just trying to make some room for more
chorus
C
Well oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C - C - Am - Am - C - C - Am - Am
End on C
Backup vocals continue with Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C
I wake up you're getting old
I've been dreaming about mountains
And you've been dreaming about gold
F
And if I ever make it home, oh if I ever make it home
C
My key won't open the door
Well I've been thinking about selling off every shirt I own
F
To stand naked out here in the cold
Just trying to make it out on my own
chorus
C
Well oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C - C - Am - Am - C - C - Am - Am
verse 2
C
Well a pretty girl said to me,
"You've got to take all the little pieces and
Put them in one big box
F
And just throw away the key
And don't you ever show it to me"
C
Said I've made that mistake before
And came home to find my life just spilled out on the floor
F
She said she was trying to make some room for more, just trying to make some room for more
chorus
C
Well oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C - C - Am - Am - C - C - Am - Am
End on C
Backup vocals continue with Oh my god it still means a lot to me
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